Every morning, on the machine farming road in Aoshan, there is always a tall and sturdy young man, carrying a skinny old man on his back and running away, he just cherishes love. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The awake birds sang for him in the woods by the roadside, and the morning mist swirled around him, as if to cheer him on.

"Doll. Slow down!Don't knock me off!" Mangwa said in his ear. "Oh, Dad. This little bit of weight on your body is like carrying a bundle of straw. It's out of the way!" said with a smile. He is like Mangwa when he was young, and he has an inexhaustible brute force.

The old Chinese medicine doctor's home is in the ravine on the other side of Aoshan, and he has retired at home, and usually only prescribes some Chinese medicine to people who come to see a doctor. Xiai had to rush to carry Mangwa to him for acupuncture, and after massage, he carried it back home, washed his father's face, fed medicine and breakfast, and then went to school.

"Love, love. In the future, you will leave Lao Tzu alone. This will delay your studies! You're about to take the university entrance exam!" Mangwa often whispered in her ear. Xiai has already made up her mind, and when she finishes high school, she will go to work in the city. So many people haven't even graduated from elementary school, so they still become '10,000 yuan households'. He said to Mangwa.

There is another reason, that is, Xiai's academic performance is not very good, except for Chinese, everything else fails, which is also like when he was a young mangwa, he was dizzy when he picked up a book. "Oh, I know that if you don't get good grades, you won't be able to pass the exam. If you want to study back then..... ," Mangwa said on her son's back.

Xi Ai immediately interrupted him and said, "Hehe." I heard my mother say that you weren't as good as me in reading back then. I didn't pass all my homework. Hahaha!" Mangwa blushed a little when she heard this: "In those years, Lao Tzu was engaged in the ball political movement and delayed the class." The school holds meetings every day, and it also engages in tandem, martial arts, and critical struggles, where do you have time to study!"

Xiai only laughed innocently, and his laughter was so loud that it scared away the birds flying over the heads of his father and son.

It has been several months since the deadline for death determined by the hospital, but Mangwa is still alive. Some people in the village said that he had escaped and that he should not have died. Some people also say that it was love that saved him, and it was the filial piety of love that moved the Bodhisattva and allowed Mangwa to survive. But the people in the village also discussed Xiai's life experience for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion that Xiai was his own son Chen Damang.

Mangwa has lost the ability to work and can no longer work in the field. He sat at the door of his small courtyard every day, slowly wrapped in leaf cigarettes, holding the leaf cigarette stick in his mouth, and the embroidered cigarette pouch hung on the cigarette stick, swaying and shaking. Chunhua didn't allow him to smoke leaf cigarettes, and hid his pocket with leaf cigarettes every day. When she was gone, she quietly found it, wrapped her cigarette and hid it aside.

Cherish love and don't let him smoke and drink, and when he finds out, he complains about him, it was the old doctor who set him eight precepts, quit smoking, quit drinking, quit sex, quit anger, and laughed when he heard it: "Ball." Lao Tzu is like this, do you still have the heart to sleep with a woman?"

It was a sunny day, and a few magpies were chirping in the bamboo forest. Mangwa still sat at the door of his courtyard wrapped in leaves and smoked, looking at Chunhua's home a little stupidly, these days he always thinks about Chunhua and his son's love. Chunhua goes to the field early in the morning to do work, and only comes to see him in the evening. Xi Ai really didn't go to university, and ran to the city early every morning to look for a job, but he never found it.

A young man dressed like a city man appeared in Mangwa's eyes with two bottles of wine in his hand. "Yo. Your mother won't let me drink, why did you buy wine and come back?" said Mangwa, staring at the wine in the young man's hand. He thought it was his son who had returned.

The young man stared at him blankly, and did not say a word for a long time. Mangwa glanced up at him, feeling a little strange, the young man in front of him looked like cherished love, but that handsome face was not as black as cherished love. "You, you're ...... He was very surprised and excited, and the leaf smoke in his hand also fell to the ground.

"I, I'm Xichun, it's your son Manggou!" the young man said excitedly. His voice was a little hoarse, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his handsome eyes. How could he not be excited, he did not want to cry, he was not yet three years old when he left, and his father at that time was a sturdy man who loved to scold and beat people. It's only been more than ten years! My father's face has thinned, his hair has turned a little white, and his handsome eyes have lost their former luster.

"Dad. My son is back!" Xichun suddenly burst into tears. Mangwa was so excited that she wanted to stand up, but she fell to the ground. "Dog doll, I think you are so bitter!" he shouted with tears streaming down his face.

The dog hurriedly helped him up, hugged his father tightly, and the father and son cried at the door for a while. "Why isn't your mother coming back?" asked Mangwa, looking up at her son. Xichun wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, "Mom is very busy. Mangwa was silent for a moment, a little angry in her heart, and said, "I know that she doesn't want to come back to see me." Alas, you haven't been back once in more than ten years!"

Mangwa let her son walk into the house with her support, and Xichun looked at the house for a while, feeling as if nothing had changed. His personality is the same as that of his mother Cuihua, who is silent, so he stood dumbfounded, and was silent for a long time before he said: "Mom was laid off and set up a vegetable stall on the street." ”

Mangwa looked at her son: "Oh. His heart was heavy, and he knew that Cuihua's life was also very hard, so he sat down in his chair, put the cigarette stick in his shriveled mouth, and recalled some past events.

Xichun took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Dad." Look, I'm in college!" Mangwa took the piece of paper and looked at it, it was the admission letter, and his hands trembled violently.

"Oh, my son is going to college!" he cried out with joy. The high-spirited shout frightened several magpies in the bamboo forest and flew away. He took his son's hand and walked into the kitchen, wanting to cook him a delicious meal, so he rummaged through the pot and opened the jar in the kitchen, but there was only a little rice in the clay jar, so there was nothing.

Mangwa was a little disappointed and a little anxious, and walked out of the kitchen again, and saw two old hens in the yard, which were specially kept by his son to lay eggs for him to nourish his body: "Mangyu." Oh. Chunchun. Go and kill the hen and make a pot of chicken soup for you to drink. ”

Xichun said, "Dad." No, I need to rush back and get ready for college. Mangwa looked at her son, and was very upset, his son had only come back for so many years, but he didn't even give him a little water to drink. He always wanted to give something to his son, but except for the copper cigarette stick and the embroidered cigarette pouch in his hand, he didn't have a penny on him!

He hurriedly searched everywhere in the house, and found a few food stamps in the wooden box, he stuffed the food stamps into Xichun's hand and said: "You take these dozens of catties of food stamps, go to school to eat enough, don't starve your body!"

In those years, the food stamps were issued by the government, and Mangwa only had 20 catties of grain per month, and it was still Chunhua who went to the commune for a long time to make trouble before she could get this subsidized grain.

Xichun sat with his father for a while, his heart was very heavy, and he sat silently all the time. Mangwa looked at her son while wrapping herself in leaf cigarettes. He felt a little relieved and a little happy that his son had grown up and was admitted to university. "Hehe! Lao Tzu has two sons!

"Dad. I'm leaving!" Xichun said, standing up. Mangwa said with some reluctance in her heart: "I'll send you." Xichun didn't say a word, so he walked out of the courtyard, the tears in his eyes wanted to flow out, and he walked to the door and turned back and said, "Dad." When I graduate and have a job, I'll come back and pick you up and take you to the city!"

Mangwa nodded excitedly when she heard this, but said in her heart: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day!" He walked to the door step by step with a stick, and his son had already walked to the machine farming road, and looked back at him from time to time. He stood at the door and watched until his son's back disappeared, until the sun ran from the top of his head to the back of Aoshan.

In the evening, Huang Chunhua walked in, and Mangwa was still sitting at the gate of the courtyard, holding the cigarette stick in her mouth. "Hey, why is your face so red today?" Mangwa pushed her hand away and said, "Ball! Lao Tzu is happy." My reckless son is back, and he's been admitted to college! Hahaha! Lao Tzu's son has been admitted to college!"

Chunhua also smiled happily and said, "He is like his mother Cuihua and can read." If he looks like you, it's miserable!" said Mangwa, "He looks like me." Hey, hey, it's just like a, and hey. ”

Chunhua said, "Today you are double happy!" Mangwa looked at her and asked, "What's more?" "Go, go to the house and say" Then Mangwa helped her into the hall, and then turned on the electric light, and the room was much brighter. She took out a small notebook from her body and said, "Look." I've been running for a day today, and I've finally got this done for you!"

Mangwa took the book and looked at it carefully under the electric lamp. "What's this?" he muttered. "It's a hardship certificate. That is, the living expenses issued by the government, and you will have more than 100 yuan of living expenses every month in the future!" Mangwa laughed excitedly when she heard this: "Hehe! Times have changed! Lao Tzu no longer has to worry about tobacco and alcohol money!"

Chunhua complained and said: "If you still think about smoking and drinking, you are not allowed to smoke and drink anymore! Mangwa stared at the two bottles of wine and said, "This wine was bought by my son, and today Lao Tzu is happy, so I'll have a drink!" Chunhua had to nod and agree: "I can only have a cup of wine!" ”

She turned around and walked out of the house, but happened to be with her son: "Ouch! With a bag of things in her hand, she stretched out a hand to touch her mother's head. "Oh! Mom. Why are you so happy today? You're laughing when you walk. ”

"It's your brother from the city who's back. He's also been admitted to college!" Chunhua said, "I'll go get some food, you two have a drink" Xiai said, "Mom." I just bought some braised pork head, let's drink it together. ”

Chunhua happily went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, opened the wine bottle, and poured a glass of wine for Mangwa. He said excitedly, "I have good news! I finally got a job today!" "What are you doing?" Chunhua asked as she looked at her son. Xiai poured her a glass of wine and said, "Mom." You have a drink tonight too. Oh. I studied cooking in a restaurant. Hey, hey

The three of them were about to drink, and the scolding of the dwarf winter melon man sounded at the gate of the courtyard: "Lao Tzu is working hard to earn money outside, and your mother and son are here to accompany that sick lump to drink wine and eat meat! Lao Tzu's hard-earned money is used to feed the dog!"

When Mangwa heard this, she smiled and shouted, "Cousin." Come in and have a drink. Chunhua said to Xiai: "Go and invite your old man in." "Cherish love and go out a little unhappily.